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If marrying Lucas Hayes was the price I had to pay to stay in New York long enough to find the person who murdered him, then I would pay it. No matter how much I hated the groom waiting at the altar. Eleanor sighed. “I wish things were different.” “Me too,” I said, and she smiled at me before taking the bouquet from the table and handing it over to me. “Miss Lancaster?” one of the wedding coordinators called from outside. “It's time.” My stomach twisted, and Eleanor nodded at me, reassuring me. ***** The chapel was already filled by the time we arrived. Luxury cars lined both sides of the street while reporters crowded behind the barricades outside.

We need to find the key" he said. His man that just entered furrowed his eyebrows. He had no idea what was happening. "Lost blood? Key?" He thought. "How do we find the key master?" He asked. "It's no ordinary key. It's a book. That book can lead us to the girl once the power is activated. That means, once she has reached the age to be sacrifice, the book will be awoken" he said. "Oh" he murmured and lowered his gaze. Slowly, he was understanding how everything worked.

Volumes on forbidden healing, curses that corrupted the body, and rituals most healers would never dare speak of aloud. I barely glanced at them, my trembling hands moving quickly from one spine to the next. Then one title stopped me cold. Dark Bloodline Curses. I pulled it free with what little strength I had left. My heart sank the moment I opened it. Most of the pages had been torn away, leaving behind nothing but jagged edges where they had once been. My trembling fingers turned through the fragments that remained, searching desperately for something useful. There wasn't much. But there was enough.

Alexis tried to threaten. But with a very fast movement, Adrian managed to grab Alexis by the neck and pressed her body against the wall in the hallway. Alexis began to have trouble breathing. With a feeling of tension and fear all over her body, Alexis tried to free herself from Adrian's grip. Adrian brought his face close to Alexis' neck, sucking in the air around him greedily. “I couldn't help myself since this morning. Your scent is very fragrant and intoxicating. I have never smelled blood like this in my life. And it feels like it's driving me crazy." After saying that, without a word, Adrian bit Alexis' neck and drank her blood. At that moment Adrian suddenly widened his eyes, he was

And I froze when the walls became fully visible. My heart stopped. My breath caught in my throat. The walls were covered in something dark, wet and red. Blood! The walls were covered in blood. And words were written on it with blood. Large letters smeared across the concrete. On the wall, written in blood was a message meant only for me. I read them slowly. And each word was like a knife to my heart. "Irina is mine now. No one is coming for you. You will die in that chair, brother!"

I felt a rush of emotions in my chest when I saw her pale face. ‘ Get Drew here.’ I mindlinked Theo as I rushed her into the room. Her lifeless face brought a strange feeling into my chest as I placed her gently on the bed. Her feet were covered in blood, and for the first time in my life, I loathed the smell and sight of blood. What the fuck was wrong with me? “ He is here.” Theo rushed in with Drew but raised a brow when he saw her lying on the bed.” What happened?” Drew asked with a worried gaze, and I gave him a cold silence as I started walking out without looking back.

I staggered backward, clutching my chest, trying to steady myself, but the air around me seemed to thrum with a strange rhythm that matched the pounding of my heart. At first, I thought it was only dizziness, the consequence of being pushed too hard. But then I saw it, faint trails of light racing beneath my skin. My veins, glowing softly like molten threads, lit up in places where my pulse struck hardest. I gasped and stumbled again, staring at my hands, horrified by the way my body no longer looked entirely mine. It was as if something ancient and violent was carving its way out of me.

That means Dante would have to spend his time wandering the lore alone , that is if the moon goddess doesn’t kill him. Dust clouded the air as the ancient book hit the floor with a hollow thud, its cracked leather cover splitting at the seam. I didn’t flinch. Instead, my lips curved into a slow, sweet and satisfied smile, one that didn’t quite reach my eyes. “Blood Moon... hybrids” I calmly murmured under my breath, reading the title aloud like it was a prophecy. “Its been a while since I went on a hunting spree.” "All it takes is one swift and clean motion and the lore would actually burn to ashes while I stand on the edge of the destruction and watch."

A reasonable definition of truth is to unfold secret's. But what lies are there to be told? “An 18 -year -old girl has been missing since last month and now the police have found her body. Sadly, they found her dead. They could not explain the reason for her case and are still in the process of investigation. What was surprising was that there was not even a trace of the stabbing nor shooting on the girl's body that could have caused her death. Instead, they found traces of a bite on the side of her neck. It's sounded like there are really a vampire and people believe that it might be true—” I rolled my both eye's after I turn off the TV.

CONTENT WARNING This story contains dark themes, violence, trauma, religious cult elements, captivity, and morally grey characters. Reader discretion is advised. I was born inside a cult that taught me fear was holy and obedience was salvation. I believed them until the night the Blood King destroyed everything I knew and claimed me as his own. They called him a monster. They were wrong. Monsters kill you. He keeps you. Chapter I Liana Pov The first time I saw him, he walked through holy blood like it was rain.